WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
Accident

There is always a story behind the journey, there are many words that have not been spoken, and now the wound dominates my heart now. As I have said before, human beings meet only to give things to each other or to give meaning to each other.

If the rain is only a drop of water, then you are a body I cannot touch, I have walked many steep, steep, thorny roads, until I pass through them, so the stakes are not only blood, but also life, I had thought to still wait for you even in pain, I want even until later we still remain unidirectional and purposeful, he said, but in fact your body was never created for me, you have only ever stopped in my life, and now fate brings us together in another way, I look at the man before me, seedy, shabby, his body shape is so irregular, he said, fat, but ah .. It's hard to explain.

I stared deeply into the bead of his eyes, until we had looked at each other for a long time, there were many heart cries that contained questions, but my voice was blocked, I was unable to say anything, I was only able to look at him, but my heart always cursed and swore cleanly, but in fact when the opportunity to meet each other arrived, I was unable to speak.

Duk ... duk ... duk ...

My eyes gnawed, as the bus I was riding began to speed back, he also began to wake up, he looked down deeply, either out of shame or out of hatred for me, but he hurried away, he hurried away, stopping the car then getting off the bus that had taken us, he left again, leaving me still gaping in disbelief. I do not believe in the destiny that God has placed on him. A man who is so proud of his position, a man who is so arrogant with his good looks that he continues to fight for a partner, a man who does not know himself and does not know shame, where is he???. No, I don't want to swear it anymore, now I believe that God is all just, all wise.

I held my very hot cheek, with the back of my hand, either hot from meeting the past, either hot from tired of accepting the bitter reality, whether hot from the attacking air, ah I don't know, this nausea was even more unstoppable, I circulated my gaze, I looked at the street from the window, I realized ah yes, I did not know where I was going, I did not know where I was going, I don't even know which bus I'm on.

I can only stay still, enjoy the scenery when the farther the bus takes me away, the more beautiful the scenery is out there, where am I actually taken?? The question kept coming up in my head.

The longer, the farther, I leaned my head on the head of the chair, quite able to reduce my nausea, until it seemed aware I was asleep.

Duk ... duk ... duk ...

I felt the shock of the bus I was riding was getting louder, until I woke up, I saw people around me, holding on to his chair with a very worried face, then I turned my eyes on the window, “ah...drizzle“ I sighed.

“Where exactly am I going??” I muttered, as soon as Anwar's shadow appeared in my head.

“Anwar, why did you do all this to me??” my tears shed for a moment.

Duk ... duk ... duk ...

This shock was getting louder, I heard some mothers who were behind me, more and more heard whispering, some toddlers they held me began to cry, I also became worried, the rain was getting heavier, the rain was getting worse, the road we were going through was quite steep, and also slippery, I closed my eyes, all the worry and fear mixed in my chest.

I heard, now not only mothers, but also the fathers who are on this bus, commented, they can no longer hide their fears, some of them have closed their eyes while recollecting, I did the same thing.

Just before I hit my mind, I want to contact the people I still love, Dad, Mom, Beautiful, I reactivate my phone, ah but the signal disappears, and the battery will soon be lowbat, how is this?? There is a little regret, why I just suddenly got on this bus, without a second thought, I now do not know my direction and purpose, but the bitter reality that I just received, nor can I continue to be a patient person.

Duk ... duk ... duk ...

”Allahuakbar!!!” takbir echoes from the mouths of some people, including me, when I feel something is wrong from the speed of this car, the darker the day, plus the lack of lighting, makes it difficult for us to predict what is really happening, he said, I saw from the seat, the driver began to wipe his forehead, trying his best to be able to help the many lives he brought.

The car returned to running, after it had stopped, I returned to breathing, but arrived.

Dukes...

”AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” I heard the screams from everyone's mouth echoing, when I felt my body also began to drag forward, I could only surrender, there was nothing else I could do, maybe my death would only get here, I could not do it, I have to give up, no matter what happens, I know God loves me very much. This is God's best path.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!” this time our screams were longer.

YOUUUUUAAAARRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!

When I heard the sound of falling things hitting us, a split second of my tears falling on my cheeks, I was not afraid of death, I was just afraid I could not answer all my sins before God.

I heard once, the moans of people, the,

“Sakkiiiitttt ... ttoollooonnngggg .. sssaaakkiittt...ttoollloonnnggg“ They screamed at each other.

I closed my eyes, instantly felt something radiating from my temple, I rubbed slowly with my hand, using the rest of my energy, blood!!. It's blood, my legs are clamped in a chair, while my waist is hit by a toddler who has also been drenched in blood, I try to reach for it but can't, my energy runs out, I can only blink my eyes.

“Mother .. please Jani,“ my heart speaks.

Sayup, I heard the screams of the people, as loud as there were a lot of lights highlighting our bodies.

“Ttttooolloooonnggg“ I heard that voice from behind the chair, but out of nowhere.

My stomach hurts so much, I closed my eyes.

“Are you guys going to be happy if I'm gone??” my murmuring, all my suffering in the past came back and forth, then the happiness that I had once shaken was sometimes faintly seen, the happiness that I had lived only when with Anwar, then the happiness that I had once lived only when with Anwar, if I hadn't come to Anwar's office this afternoon, I probably wouldn't have known any truth, and I would still have had a happy day with Anwar.

“Anwar, should I forgive you??” shrinking among the consciousness I had I was still wondering.

"Faisal?? Do you hate me so much?? Until at our meeting that accidentally earlier, I have to experience pain again??".

“Bu??? You still conscious?” a man asked me, and took my hand, but I had no more strength, even to speak.

“Bu?? Can you hear me??” ask again.

“Don't save me“ my murmurs, who are either heard by them or not.

“Bu ... Mother??” samar I heard they were still asking me to communicate, but my consciousness had not returned. I want to rest for a moment, perhaps, this is how God rests me, from all the bitterness of life I have received.

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